Suffering Poem by Brianna Wilshusen

Suffering



Every day I suffer,
Pain from my past.
Abused and hurt,
Lies and cheats.

My mother tried,
Protecting me but,
Nothing worked,
I still got hurt.

I wish I spoke up,
Sooner than I did.
I just got hurt worse,
Nothing I thought to do.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ian Singer 18 August 2008

it was an ok poem it doesn't realy sound like something that you would hear anywhere

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